Lord, in Thy Name Thy Servants Plead MILES LANE—William Shrubsole Lord, in Thy Name Thy Servants Plead 1 Lord, in Thy Name Thy servants plead, And Thou hast sworn to hear; Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, The fresh and fading year. 2 Our hope, when Autumn winds blew wild, We trusted, Lord, with Thee: And still, now Spring has on us smiled, We wait on Thy decree. 3 The former and the latter rain, The summer sun and air, The green ear, and the golden grain, All Thine, are ours by prayer.